The Wait ( PART B )

I came home all shivering and cold from what passed between me and Elizabeth. She always scares me. Every time she will mention something related with my past I panic. I think she knows something which I prefer to keep in the darkness hidden from the world.

And today she has finally done it, she not only knows my previous name but the horrible truth of my life. The secret, which is so close to my heart, is it okay to let it out like that? Would I have to leave this place as well to hide the truth?

" Mam, should I serve you some tea? " Asked my maid servant.

" No, I am bit tired, I need to rest a bit you eat dinner and sleep, if I feel hungry, I will heat up something. " I told her. she probably sensed my mood and didn't bother me anymore.

I came in my room, locked my door. The truck which I didn't opened for years I did today. The truck is covered in dust, but the memories are still so fresh, so real. I don't know if Elizabeth's conversations are affecting my mind or not but for few days I am seeing some wearied dreams. Dreams where someone asks help in French. Do I know French? No.

But I remember those words so vividly that I Googled those words and came to know their meaning. He sometimes comes alone, sometimes with people but never leaving the asylum door. But he is desperately trying to leave the asylum.

Last night I dreamed about the same man whom I see in my dreams every day. He his left leg was chained, his shirt torn, his hairs all rough and dirty, he looks sick. I always saw him being dragged but never saw him stand still. The hospital I used to see was well furnished, and nicely build one but yesterday it was all broken.

The floor was broken, curtains torn and there was huge number of ruins in the floor. The placed looked like a destroyed asylum. There were not doctors in the room, but it seems like they have tortured him a lot.

I don't understand something, other faces are so blurry, but his face is always clear, but I don't think I ever knew anyone with that face. If dreams are just fragments of our thinking than what about that face that I see every day ? And his language.... I didn't know anything about French than how can it be fragment of my imagination?

He has a vacant look and most of the time stares out of the window watching something outside, lodging to go out, waiting patiently to go out but something is stopping him from doing that. Than he will look at me with French language tell me to help him.

For the first time I noticed something particular, the window of the asylum was facing towards the gate and the gate looks exactly like the one we have here in the broken asylum. I even saw a dark shadow waiting by the gate but didn't see her properly.

Back to the man he was not alone ...he was holding hand of a girl, her face was blurry but her figure, her hairs reminded me about my sister. She was pointing her finger towards me like she was trying to show him that only I could help him and no one else.

Than there were thousands of figures standing behind him, all blurry faces, all trying to reach me ...to ask for me help. And my sleep broke and I woke up. Who are they? Why are they trying to reach me?

Today while coming back Elizabeth said " Maya listen to him, try to understand what he is saying. The wait was long for both of us. Please help. " Were her last words but I don't get it what they mean? Whom to help? How to help? And how she knows about my dreams.... I never talked with her about it than how she knows?

This place is driving me crazier. This wearied dreams, encounter with Elizabeth. Where are they leading me? And what help I could do to him? The Asylum is so broken I don't think there is anyone except bats living there. But the fact that still linger in my brain is that girl figure. Was that my sister? Why didn't she talk with me? I took my old diary...my memory lane.

That girl reminded me about my little sister. My happy sister, that naughty girl whom I raised myself. My life who is no longer with me. She died three years ago, and her death was a pathetic one. Sometimes it's so hard to believe that she is no more but that's the truth. My sister died and I could do nothing to save her, nothing at all.

Everyone has a secret that they hide from the world something they are not comfortable sharing with the world. Even I have some ...something I did which will turn my image as bad in your eyes. But I don't care about that .... have I ever cared about what others said about me.... no.

This is the time when I was ' Hennah Sylvester ' and not Maya sharma. My world was very beautiful. I had a steady job. A fine little house, a cute little sister to love with my whole heart. After my parents it was my job to take care of my sister.

She was very brilliant, and I used to work double hard to provide her the education she needs, to provide her the life she deserves. She wanted to study in big college, to peruse her dreams and on that journey, I supported her fully.

For college she had to go another town and how knew that will be the last time that I will be seeing my sister. She was so excited to start her life, excited to begin a new chapter.....but who knew that will be the end of her story. What happened with her? Let me tell you from the beginning.

Chapter 6 

My sister was in ' st. Jovanier university a very bright student. I used to teach in a college so that I could support her as I said earlier, we don't have any family. One day I got an alarming email from her she said -

Dear sister,

Hope you are fine. I am not very well here. A group of boys always treat me very bad. They often send me nasty pictures and teases me. Please come here I am very scared of them. They are my seniors, and I can't do anything against them. Please help.

yours lovely sister,

Jhanvi

I suggested her to complain to the authority of the college and also ensured her that I will go soon to help her out. She was very happy after receiving my email. She complained to her authority and said those boys didn't disturb her for a week. She even told me not to make the trip as everything was under control. But it didn't last for long. 

Few days later she again mailed me and it was just written ' Save me sister, they are coming for me. I want to go home ' her mail terrified me to my core. I left every work and rushed to arrange for tickets to go to my sister. All the time praying for her safety , scolding myself for not going their early to save her. 

I rushed to meet with her in her college, but it was too late. The day went there I heard that my sister has committed suicide. My little sweetheart, her little angel whom I kept with so much love. For whose smile I did so much die just like that? She was not that weak. She was my sister than how she died like that? 

They didn't let me see the body. They informed me that since she jumped from height her body got really disfigured and I couldn't digest that sight and that's why they didn't want me to see her for the last time. I was in a mess because she was the only family I was having, and I lost her. I failed my parents, I failed as sister, and the most important part was I didn't see her for the last time. 

I tried to dig as much information as possible but got nothing. All the evidence were buried so well that I could get nothing out to make a strong case against the people who pushed my sister towards death, because I was certain that my sister could never committed suicide, I was very confident about that fact. After a month Jhanvis friend June spoke. 

" Sister, I can tell you what happened, but you will never take my name in public sister. " She said with fear in her voice. I saw fear in her eyes, and I knew my opponent was a big person and it wouldn't be easy to fight him. 

" Don't worry I wouldn't take your name in public ever. Please let me know what happened? I need to know everything. We have to bring justice for Jhanvi. Please tell me. " I asked her seriously. 

" Well, we were studying peacefully. But one day son of our principal Edwin Ginger saw Jhanvi in the library and started following her. As she avoided him, he started to stalk her and then started blackmailing her. Jhanvi complained about him in the office and the boys did stop harassing her for few days but.... ." she paused, her eyes filled with tears. I can almost imagine what was coming. 

" They started disturbing her again. She missed classes and stayed indoor all day. one day edwin walked in our campus and took Jhanvi with him. And they didn't return for a week. I didn't see his gang in the campus for a while. " She told shaking from all that memory. 

" I tried to call the cops but as his family is strong no one dares to take action against him. My parents became worried, and they took me home to keep me away from this drama, but I was worried sick for Jhanvi, so I came back....and then. " She shivered at the thought.

" Ten days later, one night when we were getting ready to sleep there was huge chaos in the campus. We wonder what it was and went in the campus ground and their we found her naked body full of injury. She was dead. Principal of our college was father of the boy who did it , so he didn't call the police. He made his people bury her body in faraway ...I don't know which city and made all this suicide drama. And not a single soul said anything about it." she broke into tears after that. 

" Now that he knows he is powerful and no one can hurt him, he just comes and goes in the girl's campus taking the girl he likes, disrespecting the girl he doesn't like. Sister we are so scared. " she said and again broke into a cry. " Everything will be alright don't cry....don't cry. " I tried to calm her down. 

My body froze at the news. I was not expecting that. My sister, my only family ....how could he? . I tried to bring justice for my sisters death legally. But June was right that family was too powerful and they did the murder so nicely that I didn't get any clue against them. But as a girl who lost everything I was not afraid to take risks. 

Mr Ginger who should have punished his boy for committing such crimes was supporting him. And that is giving the boy more strength to do more bad works....no not bad work he did a crime and he should be punished for it. 

' Power has gotten better of Mr Ginger, he has forgotten his morals. I have than decided to make his life worse , I decided to crumble his life so bad that he would wish for death but I will keep him alive to face those days. The pain I am facing , he will face them for rest of his life. He will beg for death but death will not grace him. I will slowly and softly destroy him and bring justice for my sister. ' that was my only thought that time. 

Chapter 7 

I was in a conflict about how to get into the house without alarming the family. Mr Ginger never came in court in person to fight the case so he doesn't know my face. And other matters were handled by his lawyer so except him no one knew me in his family.

To keep his son away from this matters he send him London for few months and that's why my revenge took long time to take but I did it. Since Edwin left before my arrival even he didn't knew about me much, I was safe from every way Just the fact that the lawyer knew me was little bothersome. 

The net was not that advanced that time that they will know me or the case got much viral. But still I wasn't getting any scope but one of my friends brought me a ticket to get into that house. She showed me an Ad where Mr Ginger was looking for an house help. Since his wife was pregnant he needed a nanny and a house help. 

That was my only chance to get into the house. I had someone make all my data made with a fake name ' Hennah Sylvester' and went to give interview in the Ginner house. Misses Ginger was taking interview. You may ask why did I torture the poor lady , took her everything she is not responsible for anything. 

Than let me tell you she knew everything , she was the one who send her son to London. And when I mailed her seeking help from her, she mailed me some money to keep my mouth shut and to let the matter go. She even rumored bad things about my sister to let her son go free....so she had to had it. She earned it. 

I still remember the interview by heart. She asked " what's your name ? " , I controlled my anger and said nicely " Hennah Sylvester. " , She asked " For how long are you doing this job ? " , I told her " Five years. " , she asked " why did you leave the previous job ? " , " They left the town and that's why I am looking for another job , they did gave a recommendation letter for my next job. " I told her and handed her the letter. 

June knew an old family who used to live in the city , they were very known to everyone, so she wrote a recommendation letter by their name so that I could get the Job easily. And our plan worked looking at the recommendation letter Misses Ginger didn't protested and kept me for work. 

And that's how she invited her own death in her house voluntarily. I for a month did my job , kept out of their sight and like a good girl did my work. The suspects gingers had for me were gone and now I was one of them.

My first target was Edwin ginger , but he was not in the town. My first work was to make the situation calm so that Edwin ginger could return home. I had to remove my complain from police files and with some friends show that Maya sharma left the town. And the ground is empty for Edwin ginger to come back. 

Few weeks went and I started hearing Mrs Ginger arguing with her husband to bring her son back. Mr Ginger didn't agreed first but than slowly he gave in to his wife and agreed to bring back edwin. My heart was very happy , as finally my victim was coming close. 

Within a week I arranged everything for his death , I bugged as much information as possible about their family. And on a fine day Edwin ginger came back home. His appearance boiled my blood , I wanted to kill him but I controlled my anger. I holded the baby girl in my lap so that I don't do anything in rush. 

I don't want to frightened the bird before capturing and killing it. But before that a thing almost got me caught in that household. The lawyer paid a visit and I was horrified by his entry in the house. If he exposed me than I couldn't have done anything. 

He was their to talk about some business issue. I had to make some snacks for them. I send the other servant who recently joined to serve the food. Things were going well but than while he was washing hands I was leaving the kitchen and he saw me. 

" wait ....is that Maya sharma what are you doing in this house ? Oh ! Since you can't win battle against me you came to destroy my client like that ? " he asked. I begged him to hide my identity , tried to lure him with money , tried various things but nothing worked. " you just wait and see what I do to you. You're finished Maya sharma. " he said. He was so ready to let the family who am I ......so I had to pushed him down. His head struck the basin. He fell on the floor with eyes wide open....my first victim in ginger house.

" I didn't want to do it ....you forced me. I am sorry. See what you made me do ? Why are you people pushing me to do bad stuff to you why ? " I whispered in his ear. I went in kitchen like nothing happened and stayed their. Gingers found him and took him in the hospital. He was in comma for a long time , and died after sometimes leaving me no danger of getting caught ever. How he died ? Will come to that later. 

Only Edwin and Angel was home with me. I feed Angel and put her in sleep. Than I got ready , it was perfect time to get close to Edwin Ginger so that I could lure him to his end and judging by his character that wasn't a hard work for me. 

I had to win his trust , my blood boiled every time I had to smile for him, face of my sister haunted me every time but I had to do it. For my sister I had to do the works that I hated the most. But I don't have any regrets and if I had to do this again for my sister than I will do it.